One Night Stand (3)

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Jimin pov

     He awoke that morning to find her gone. The scent of her was still in the bed. He kind of missed her. She had been funny and she challenged him. She didn't just agree with whatever he said like most of the girls. Later that week ,Greta, his cleaning lady had left his clean laundry on the freshly made bed. Right on top were a pair of ladies panties. A silky black pair that he clearly remembered removing from . . . . . . Ok. He could clearly see the girl with her shoulder length brown hair, cute little figure with full breasts, and her eyes were so beautiful.

     But a name. Nope. Nada. Zilch. Had they never exchanged names? Surely he told her. Maybe she already knew me and played it so she could get one hot night with someone famous. It had happened before. Only Angela had played the long term game. He didn't want to think about that. It just made him angry. Women couldn't be trusted. He wouldn't mind hooking up  with the hot number from last night again. It had been fun and the sex very satisfying.

     He had to get to work. They were working on a new music video and today would be the last shoot. It would be released in two months. Work kept him pretty busy. They began practice on some new choreography and he felt like he needed extra practice to give it his best. He worked late nights until he was exhausted. It didn't keep him from thinking about her though. Why was this one girl driving him crazy. He had been with dozens of women and only a few made it on his radar for a second or third shot at some hot sex. He preferred  to just do a one and done so nobody got attached. It was just for fun.

     He went out most weekends hoping he might see her or even one of her friends but no luck. Jin was still mad at him for ditching him so he usually went alone. He never left alone though. None of the women he brought home made him feel like she did. He had no control where she had been concerned.

     He thought back to the front hallway where they hadn't made it two feet in the door. He hadn't even gotten undressed before he nailed her to the wall. It was kind of embarrassing. She probably thought he was tacky. He usually showed a lot more finesse than that. No wonder he hadn't seen her again. Even if he did there was no guarantee she would return for a round two. He still had her panties in his dresser just in case.

     The new video came out today. There had been a one week countdown to it's release. All the members got together a few days ago to watch the final edit. It was pretty hot. They had learned some sexy dance moves that fit with the theme of the song. He really hoped the fans liked it. He always got anxious when they released something new. What if the fans hated it? He saw places he could have done better. He hated letting the guys down. They all worked so hard.

     "Wow! Look at Jimin go." JK said.

     "He looks so sexy." Said Hobi.

     "He really pulled off the solo dance part well."RM said.

     Even among his friends and all their complements he was unsure. The proof was in the numbers though. Within 24 hours they had one million views. The comments from the fans were all positive. They loved it. Several even called him out as the best dancer or the sexiest. He still wasn't sure. Best to not just take it for granted. He wanted to practice more before they did any of the live stages.

     When he got home late that evening he was so tired. He just wanted a hot shower and his bed. Walter, the doorman, stopped him. "Sir. You have a guest. She is waiting in the lobby."

     "A guest? I wasn't expecting anyone." He said. "Thanx." I walked into the lobby. I looked around and there she sat. He had thought about her so often he couldn't believe she was here in the flesh. Her hair was a bit longer and she looked to be asleep. I walked over to her and touched her shoulder. "Hey, wake up sleepyhead."

     She opened her beautiful gray eyes and looked at me. She looked a bit unsure what to say. "Hey. I must have fallen asleep."

     "Walter said you were here to see me. You wanna come up?"

     "Yes. I need to talk to you."

     She followed me up to my apartment without saying another word. Maybe she wasn't sure how to ask for round two. He didn't feel as tired thinking about what he'd like to do to her. When they got in she stood uncomfortably inside the door shifting from one foot to the next. "You can come in. Would you like a drink?"

     "Just some water, please." She moved in a little further. She looked at the living room of all white leather furniture. The carpet was a bluish gray. He had some artwork on the walls and she wandered around looking at it.

     He handed her the water. She took it but didn't drink. She looked scared to death. Had he been that rough with her? If she were afraid why did she come back? "So what did you wanna talk about?"

     "I" she seemed so unsure. "I'm not sure how to say it so I'll just say it. I'm pregnant." Then she just looked at the floor.

     " I didn't hurt you or the baby that night did I? If I had known I would've been a lot more careful."

     "No. It's yours. It happened that night."

     What? Not again with lies from a woman. She must have guessed I was rich and now she wants money. "How do you know it's mine?"

     "You are the only one I've been with."

     "Really? You expect me to believe that? You didn't seem like a vigin to me." I snapped.

     "I'm not or I wasn't a virgin but my last boyfriend and I split like two months before I met you and there has been nobody since."

     "Do you know how many times I hear that? Your kind are always after money."

     I could tell she was mad. Her face was turning red and there was fire in her eyes. I had called her bluff and she knew her plan wasn't going to work.

     "I don't want your money." She spat out. "I just thought I should let you know. I should have known you would deny it. You rich people never own up to the consequences of your actions."

     "That's not true. We just don't believe every lie you women tell us."

     "Suit yourself then." She practically ran to the door. She turned back with tears in her eyes. "Have a nice life." And she slammed the door.

     I just stood there looking at the door. This couldn't be happening again. Why did these women always find him. Maybe he should just swear off of women. They were a distraction anyway.